Dub Pistols - Speakers and tweeters lyrics

Generate frequency Break frequently Eavesdrop secretly The midnight delinquency Sirens in the background is all that I hear Gets louder, growing near Switch on the television I can watch it in here A thousand eyes in the skies that can see tiny flies Microscopic beads of sweat that will glide down the thighs Infra red in the night, translucent in day We remain out of sight Cos that's just how we stay On the low, taking b**hes out with the flow Some things you'll never know Need to just let it go So frigid and cold Is the way that fits most It will blister your fingers if you hold it too close Let it go Let it creep through the night Transend through the walls with the sinister bite Crashing everything in sight so its best not to fight -- -- Were the ones you hear Through the walls when its late It's the evil voices that invade your space When we perpetrate Violate your mental state When we perpetrate Violate your mental state As the voices keep going Round and round As the voices keep going Round and round As the voices keep going Round and round And all I could hear was this f**ed up sound -- -- So much time adjusting your face. You need to pick up the pace and just move with the race Of the rats with the cheese Trying a escape They slip in the cracks in the wall when its late Its like they got our phones taped So they can clone raps Get they're name on gold plaques Hear money hold that It's the true authentic Always gotta to bend it Ain't no straight line to get it On the crooked is how I look at most things in the world today Its upside down man I'm trying a escape Find my way out through sound pan Moving through the speakers, cables and meters That greet you where tweeters are sold by the litre To quench their thirst The dust bubbles are much trouble, the dutch double Sk**y sk**y in the rubble When I touch subtle rhythms The dust settles I rust metals And trust rebels that's trying to get their wings Were the ones you hear Through the walls when its late It's the evil voices that invade your space When we perpetrate Violate your mental state When we perpetrate Violate your mental state As the voices keep going Round and round As the voices keep going Round and round As the voices keep going Round and round And all I could hear was this f**ed up sound Got you twitching and itching for rhythms causing friction making paint chip off aluminium fixtures light bulbs shattering, foot steps pit pattering a smile like jack o lantern connects to form patterns they just don't make sense and why need to the flow comes through like rv's to feed you left critical, condition is miserable munition stays physical while your left miniscule the dark corners, the vibe, the mind state that flood the streets increasing the crime rate. I stole your thoughts And climbed out the window Drove off into the darkness, re-kindled The flame that burns the frame The picture is ash And all that remains is the stain What a shame Lets play the mind game When your caught in the pain So hard to contain -- -- Were the ones you hear Through the walls when its late It's the evil voices that invade your space When we perpetrate Violate your mental state When we perpetrate Violate your mental state As the voices keep going Round and round As the voices keep going Round and round As the voices keep going Round and round And all I could hear was this f**ed up sound